"Ancestors! The ancestors have awakened!"
"Hahaha! Heaven favors our race!"
"The Seven Emperors are here! The New Alliance is finished! Fang Chen is dead for certain!"
"Quick, prepare to welcome the ancestors back! The time for reckoning has come!"
Inside the Swallowing Heaven Tower, Ye Qingci trembled, biting her lower lip hard. Her beautiful eyes brimmed with worry.
Great Emperor Huo Li clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white. Yue Canglan, Li Qingyao, and the others looked equally grave.
They had faith in Fang Chen, but facing seven unfathomable ancient emperors, even that faith began to waver.
The Unfeeling Immortal Emperor was shaken to her core.
She recognized several among them—figures of her own generation, or even older.
The Blood Sea Patriarch. The Radiant Sun Ancient Emperor. The Yellow Springs Patriarch.
Each name stood for a glorious, blood-soaked chapter of history. They were monsters who had survived the Second Heaven-Extermination War!
Their appearance meant the situation had spun utterly out of control. This was no longer about her struggle for power within the New Alliance. It had become a reckoning that could engulf the entire Ancient Region and strike at the fundamental interests of whole races!
Her silver-gray eyes turned to the young man still standing straight, sword planted before him, his body drenched in blood.
Just how big a hornet's nest has this brat stirred up?
No. Perhaps the rise of the New Alliance and Fang Chen's sudden emergence had threatened these ancient beings' deepest interests and long-laid plans from the very beginning.
At the center of the starry sky, the seven ancient emperors' gazes fell on Fang Chen like seven invisible heavenly blades.
After a brief silence, the Blood Sea Patriarch spoke first. His voice rasped like grinding gravel, thick with the smell of blood and a